James, You dirtyfucking boy! Young man, I should say - more man than boy at 21 I'll agree. And yes. I am 36. And yes. I WAS hitting on you at your parents office party. And yes. I did notice your eyes looking at my bikini. Did you notice mine gazing inadvertantly at your shorts?  Who wears spedos to a pool party if he doesn't want to be oggled?  (um.. nice equipment.)

James, i'll be breif and to the point.

I know you've got a cute little girlfriend. Or you did. 

Probably had some nice sex with her. Nice cute sex.

James, i want you to know, you sitting there reading this, that I am thinking of you right now and that, as of this moment, I want you to know something that is GOING-TO-HAPPEN.  Not maybe. But certainly. James, I am going to FUCK-YOU-STUPID. 

Just plain old STUPID.   

Thaaat's it.  Just let the reality of that sink in.  (to your dick.) Is he getting a little *hard*?   
As of this moment, James, I am your FUCKING-WHORE. I am going to teach you everything. Show you everything that has ever been done to me. That I have ever done to a man. 

Ohmy-fucking-GAWD- you have NO IDEA the pleasures possible for a man... or a woman.  I think, if you were to come over to my apartment tonight... around 7p.m. I could perhaps begin to show you. Teach you. 

James, have you ever been a guest in a woman's bedroom and been given a blowjob that was so slippery slow and yet so INTENSE that you utterly PASSED OUT?  Perhaps we should start with that.

-Me